Chapter 200 Thinking without a Sense of Security

Yun Zhibin's face turned livid. He felt ashamed when he thought that his daughter would not be able to accompany her when she was eighteen years old. He came here during the Ching Ming Festival holiday, hoping to surprise his daughter.

However, he didn't know if his daughter was surprised or not, but at this moment, his daughter gave him a severe shock.

He came late and didn't want to make his daughter tired. They took a taxi and came home. When they got home, they knew that their daughter was still at the company. He was worried and wanted to go down and wait.

In order to come this time, he has never missed a class for more than 20 years, and he has had two classes replaced by others. How hard he was and how much he looked forward to before, his heart hurts so much now.

"Su Xiuling!" Yun Zhibin shouted into the door as he supported Yun Xiangxiang, who was barely standing still.

Everyone heard Yun Zhibin's suppressed anger and rushed out together, only to see Yun Xiangxiang stumbling around.

Yun Zhibin just grabbed her, and it's hard to be too close to her daughter when she is older. When he saw Song Qian, he pushed Yun Xiangxiang into her arms, and said to Su Xiuling, who was driven out later: "Help me back, give me a hand." She's sober."

"Mr. Song, thank you for sending my daughter back." Yun Zhibin's self-restraint did not make him lose his demeanor, but his indifference and unfriendly eyes were clearly displayed.

"Uncle Yun..."

"Don't dare to do it. I don't think Mr. Song and I are of the same generation. This uncle can't afford it." Yun Zhibin interrupted Song Mian directly.

In fact, although Song Mian was nine years older than Yun Xiangxiang, Song Mian looked like a young talent in his early twenties. In terms of dressing taste, Song Mian was naturally impeccable.

But the scene of the elevator opening just now is still impacting Yun Zhibin's brain. No matter how he looks at Song Mian at the moment, he thinks that Song Mian is a playboy brother who specializes in coaxing little girls with sweet words.

The first impression has been extremely bad.

If it wasn't for his daughter's reputation and being a public figure, Yun Zhibin would have called the police a long time ago, and he would definitely sue Song Mian.

"Mr. Yun, think about how drunk she is. In order to avoid her headache tomorrow morning, you remind Song Qian to reduce phlegm and turbidity for her, dredge collaterals and relieve pain."

Song Mian had already seen that Yun Zhibin was suppressing himself very much at the moment, if he continued to pester him, it would add fuel to Yun Zhibin's fire.

With a sincere and concerned note, Song Mian politely retreated into the elevator, naturally not daring to go up, now let Yun Zhibin know that he lives upstairs from Yun Xiangxiang, and probably will take Yun Xiangxiang to move overnight.

When Yun Zhibin went back into the house, he saw Yun Xiangxiang took off his shoes and was bouncing around on the bench, completely unconscious.

Seeing Yun Zhibin, Yun Xiangxiang jumped down and rushed forward: "Dad, where is A Mian? Dad, where is A Mian?"

Yun Zhibin, whose anger had slowed down a little, suddenly became angry again when he saw his daughter's appearance, but his daughter was not awake, and he didn't start when he was angry. His chest heaved and heaved with anger, and he hated Song Mian even more.

"Wow——" Suddenly Yun thought about it and burst into tears, "Dad, I love A Mian, don't beat the mandarin ducks, he treats me the best... No, he is the best person to me besides Dad, I love you. My favorite dad, don't break us up, daddy..."

"Sober up first." Yun Zhibin said with a cold face.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"No, no, your father loves you the most." Su Xiuling glared at Yun Zhibin, and quickly coaxed her daughter.

"Mom, mom!" Yun Xiangxiang hugged Su Xiuling tightly, "Mom, I have a mother now, and I am no longer a poor person that no one loves. Mom, I love you so much..."

Alcohol continued to ferment in Yun Xiangxiang's body, and now she was burning hot all over. She wanted to howl, but felt that there was a lot of grievances in her heart, and her brain was not clear at all.

"Mom loves you too." Su Xiuling patted her on the back like coaxing a child.

Su Xiuling knew Yun Xiangxiang's virtue after being drunk. When she was ten years old, her grandma had her birthday and she was tricked by her cousin into drinking a glass of white wine.

After he was drunk, he would cry and make noise like this, and he could utter all kinds of nonsense, but he looked like a poor little injured. At that time, Yunlin was young, but he made the couple miserable.

"Mom, I love Song Mian, I miss Song Mian, where is he blah blah..." Yun Xiangxiang looked for Song Mian everywhere, and ran out the door if he couldn't find her.

It was Song Qian and Alley who were held tightly.

"Let go of me, you are all queen mothers!" Yun Xiangxiang broke free and cried, "I am the poor Weaver Girl, and A Mian is the poor Cowherd. You are trying to break up... Hiccup breaks us up!"

Song Qian faintly sensed that Yun Zhibin was on the verge of eruption, and while Aili restrained Yun Xiangxiang, she quickly massaged Yun Xiangxiang's acupuncture points.

Yun Xiangxiang gradually calmed down, but he was still very drunk, but he was willing to lie down on the table honestly.

"Think about drinking some water, and the sober soup will be fine later." Su Xiuling held warm water for Yun to think about it.

Yun Xiangxiang opened his mouth obediently, his posture made it difficult for Su Xiuling to feed, and Yun Xiangxiang didn't respond when the water overflowed.

The tears in the corner of the eyes flowed uncontrollably: "Mom, why don't you come earlier, it would be nice to have a mother sooner..."

Now her mind is confused, she doesn't know if she is Yun Xiangxiang or Hua Xiangrong, her face is full of exhaustion and pain.

"It's mother's fault. Mother shouldn't have let you stay here alone." Su Xiuling also cried, hugging her daughter and wiping the tears from her face.

Su Xiuling's tears fell on Yun Xiangxiang's face, she touched it in a daze, then raised her eyes and stared blankly at Su Xiuling.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry, I will be obedient, don't leave me..."

"Mom doesn't cry, mom won't abandon you." Su Xiuling hugged her daughter tightly, letting her face her own.

This was probably the first time that Yun Xiangxiang cried so pitifully in front of her since she was sensible. She didn't know why her daughter was so sad, but she could feel the uneasiness and loneliness in her body.

If Song Mian was here, seeing Yun Xiangxiang like this, she would understand that she lacked a sense of security subconsciously.

When he was with him, when Yun Xiang was drunk, he would show a fear that this was a fake, so he would let the fear dominate him, and thus keep teasing him, trying to prove the authenticity with more intimacy.

It's the same with her parents now, her body's reaction belongs to Yun Xiangxiang, but her soul's reaction comes from Hua Xiangrong.

When she faced her parents, she was also afraid that this was just a dream, and that such an abnormal reaction was derived from fear.

When Song Qian's hangover soup was ready and Yun Xiangxiang drank it, he fell asleep in a daze, and fell asleep after simply washing up.